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“Because you’re Nova,” he says simply. Not apologetic in the least.
The bastard.
I narrow my eyes.
He tucks one of my braids behind my ear. The movement causes his fingertips to slide over my temple and cheek. A shudder of pleasure wracks my body.
“You know,” Adam says thoughtfully, “I think what you did today with your sister was incredible.”
All the pleasure points he’d been firing up wind down. I press my back against the swing. Adam isn’t talking about the moment when I told off Lyra in the interrogation room. He’s talking about what happened after. When I told Hall to get Lyra off on a minor charge as long as she agreed to do community service and therapy.
“You’re a lot kinder than people think.”
“Too much of you has rubbed off on me.” I frown. “I’ve got all this sentimental crap in my heart now.”
He laughs and stretches his arm over the back of the chair. “Lyra didn’t succeed in stealing anything. I think, this time, giving her a chance is the right call.”
“Humph.” I fold my arms over my chest. “Why aren’t you more annoyed on behalf of the company? Lyra tried to steal fromyou,after all.”
His fingers slide over my shoulder. “She tried to steal fromus.”
“It’s not my company.”
“Of course it is.” Adam looks down at me with his brown eyes that are deep enough to drown in. “It’sourcompany. Even if you leave Vision Tech forever and start working at Yoon Technologies, it’s yours. Whether we’re married or not, it’s yours.”
I jump in shock. Adam thinks he’s slick trying to slide that in. “Marriage?”
“Of course marriage.”
I scowl. “Adam.”
“Nova.”
“What kind of proposal is this?”
His grin is mischievous. “I’m talking about our future.”
“You’re feeling me out.”
“And from what I can feel,” his fingers trace my lips, “you seem partial to such an arrangement.”
Heat flares in my chest. I knock his hand back because it’s distracting. “You’re just trying to saddle me with Vision Tech so I have to take responsibility, even if I never go back.”
“Is it that obvious?”
I ram my fist into his muscular arm. It bounces off like a marshmallow against a brick fence.
He laughs and brings my hand up to his lips. When his mouth skates across my knuckles, I get a little lightheaded.
“It’s a solid plan, I’ll admit,” I say grudgingly. “But marriage won’t necessarily mean I own Vision Tech. There’s such a thing as a prenup.”
“I don’t believe in prenups.”
My business brain sends up a host of alarm bells. “What about your inventions? You’ll give me half of those?”
“Half? No.” He shakes his head. “You can have everything if you want it.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s a very bad business decision.”
